Paralysis was setting in. Ifelt her hand on my head, a caressing touch as she tucked my hair behindmy ear. "Wait, what?" Was again the only thought I ...ould manage. My hairisn't long. It's been a month at most since I last had it cut. Yet hereit was dangling before my eyes. It was even a different shade of auburnthan I was used to. Lighter with a hint of red thrown in."What happened to me??" raced through my head again.My waitress lifted my head. It was all wrong. I could feel it wasdifferent. You were right you do have a tight grip on my dick,”“Zak, I am all the way in, but I can’t move yet. I want to explode and release my cum but not yet. Let me wait a few seconds….goodness. I love your ass Zak,” Louis was all emotional.I turned to Louis, “Listen I do not intend for you to just stand there with your dick in my…fuck me.. move your ass… I want to feel your hard dick sliding back and forth. God. I am getting so worked up..please..fuck me.”Louis pulled me closer and he had his arm. “See ya later,” I said as I left.While I was at practice there was a buzz about a couple of the football guys having a big fight. Seems it was bad enough that both of them may lose their scholarships. Wondered whether that was the guy from the dining hall and the other was Adrian. No one had the details, just the glorified rumors.I was feeling like I could go full out at practice, so was checked out by the doc and the trainers and told to see how I would do.No sweat. I was out of shape but had. That in itself was enough.As the computer screen turned black with a light spark of static, I stood and turned my back completely to her, hiding my obvious erection. Pretending to search for my keys, I made a quick adjustment and thanked the fates that we had casual Friday at our company. If I had been wearing dress pants instead of loose-fitting jeans, I wouldn't have stood a chance. I whipped back around and faced Becky."You okay?" she asked, with the faint trace of a smile on her lips."Of.